When she went back, Yu Zhi didn't let anyone see her off. She led her little cub and walked Dada on the way home.

Yu Zhi asked him: "What did you do with brother Mingkun? Are you happy?"

The little boy pursed his lips and said nothing, and his mouth seemed to pout.

Hey, hey, is this happening?

"What, you two had a fight?" Yu Zhi was curious.

The little boy shook his head, "No, there was no quarrel. Brother Mingkun and I endorsed each other's books, but he never backed me up, acted shamelessly, and said I was ugly." He was very unhappy, "Mom, I'm not ugly, I'm handsome!"

He also used a newly learned word, "handsome!"

He raised his head as if asking for approval.

Yu Zhi almost died laughing, "Yes, Zai'er is not ugly, Zai'er is handsome! Zai'er is the most handsome in the world! Extremely handsome!"

Such a little thing can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness, but he doesn't like others calling him ugly. I don't know if there was something wrong when she gave birth to him, or if it was a mutation that occurred later in life?

"Yeah." The little boy nodded vigorously and grinned happily. "Brother Mingkun lies. He is not a good boy. His nose will become longer. I won't play with him next time."

Yu Zhi suppressed a smile and said, "Okay, I won't play with him next time." Children, they forget about what they said. One moment they were fighting, and the next moment they were playing together again.

"Zai'er, what are you carrying?" Yu Zhi asked him curiously.

"I have carried three hundred thousand, but brother Mingkun can't carry it as fast as me." He looked very proud.

Yu Zhi was shocked. Not counting her little pervert, her six-year-old child had already memorized three hundred thousand? Wasn't he just enlightened? Today's children are already so memorized?

Then should she also find a serious tutor for the little boy? What kind of tutor should she find? Should she be stricter or more lenient?

"I also memorized twenty sentences of The Analects of Confucius, but brother Mingkun can't." The little boy was particularly proud.

"When did you learn "The Analects of Confucius"?" Why didn't she have any impression at all? Yu Zhi swore that she really didn't teach him. She bought "The Analects of Confucius" when she was decorating her study room, but she put it on the bookshelf as soon as she bought it.

Never turned it over once.

The little boy felt guilty, "Just a few days ago, I was driving in the house and bumped into a book called The Analects of Confucius that fell from the bookshelf. The dog was not good, so I read to it to coax it to sleep---

---"

Yu Zhi looked down at the little cub, she was already numb. She might really have a little pervert, maybe, maybe, probably, she could really win the rest of her life.

How about rolling it up starting from tomorrow?

No, no! This is her own. How could he let him experience the miserable childhood she had experienced? Let's just play, let's play for two more years.

Little boy, how nice is my mother to you? If you are unfilial when you grow up---Yu Zhi gritted his teeth and thought of the long time in the future.

"Mom, my feet hurt." The little boy tugged on Yu Zhi's sleeves and coquettishly said, "Mom, hug me!"

Yuzhi------

Growing up is still a long way off, and now the little boy is still a little cub who wants to be held by her when he is tired from walking. What can Yu Zhi do? He knelt down and said, "Come up."

It’s impossible to hug, so carry it on your back!

The little boy got on his mother's back as he wished, put his fleshy arms around Yu Zhi's neck, and pressed his soft little face against hers, "Hello, mother!"

"You just know that Mom is good? Now Mom is carrying you. When Mom gets old, it will be your turn to carry Mom." Yu Zhi held his little buttocks and walked forward slowly.

"Okay!" The little kid agreed readily, and Yu Zhi was elated. No matter what happened in the future, at this moment, the kid was thinking about her.

"Mom, are Uncle Yuan going to be my father?" Xiao Zaizi suddenly asked in Yu Zhi's ear.

"Why do you say that? Who said something to you?" Yu Zhi frowned, thinking that someone from the Yuan family was talking nonsense in front of him, and was very unhappy.

The little boy said: "Brother Mingkun has no mother, and I have no father. Brother Mingkun said that I should give him half of my mother, and he should give me half of his father, so that we both have parents."

It turned out to be the childish words of a child. Yu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and asked him: "Do you want your mother to give him half?"

"I don't want to!" the little boy replied loudly.

"Then do you want a father?" Yu Zhi asked again.

"I don't want to." The little boy's voice was still loud.

Yu Zhi was surprised, "Why? Others have fathers, but you don't. Don't you envy me? Don't you want one?"

The little boy is very well-behaved. Even though he knows that everyone should have a father, but he doesn't, he has never made trouble with her. This is the first time he has mentioned the topic of father to her.

"No!" The little boy said simply, "It costs too much money to raise a father. It's already very hard for my mother to raise me alone, so I don't want my mother to have to work hard. Our family has no money and can't afford to support a father, so no!"

Xiao Nai's voice sounded loud and clear, but Yu Zhi's eyes were dazed.

Wait a minute, son, what do you mean by that? Why can’t you understand me?

Although you feel sorry for your mother and are very happy for her, do you know what hard work means?

Also, why is it too expensive to adopt a father? Is the generation gap between her and Zai'er too big?

But Xiaozaizi said plausibly, "That's what Dakuan's mother said. She said that all the money in the family was spent by Dakuan's father. Mom still wants to raise Zaizi, so she can't spend all the money on her father."

"Who is Da Kuan?" Yu Zhi's mosquito-repellent incense eyes opened.

"The little brother across from our shop, the candies sold in his shop are really sweet."

Oh, Yu Zhi remembered.

Opposite the flower shop is a grocery store owned by the Sun family, which does sell candies. Da Kuan is probably a child of this family. Yu Zhi has actually seen it. This child has two black moles under the corner of his right eye. He is quite shy and can be seen.

Is he seven years old? Can the little boy play with others?

Da Kuan Niang is quite fierce, but the male owner of this house is not very good at gambling.

Maybe Da Kuan's mother scolded Da Kuan's father and the boy heard it, so he thought it was a waste of money to adopt him.

Haha, it costs money to adopt a father! Yu Zhi rubbed the little kid's face with one hand, Zai'er, can you be too cute? You are so funny.

The little boy refused, "I don't want dad, I don't want dad! Anyway, I just don't want dad!" He moved around on Yu Zhi's back and twisted it.

Yu Zhi was afraid that he would fall, so she quickly held him up and comforted him: "Okay, okay, okay, I don't want dad." After a pause, "You don't even want to, your dad ----- is already dead! Bury him in the ground."

It’s in!”

Then I added quietly in my heart: Your mother and I are now the beautiful little widow in the legend. How many heroines have been written by literati and poets!

The little boy answered smoothly, "Have a good death!"

What a good death?! Yu Zhi almost tripped and fell.

Zai'er, do you know what you are saying? But Zai's father should really listen to these words. Yu Zhi gloated.

"Mom, are you tired? Then I'll come down and walk by myself!" The little boy wondered.

Yu Zhi looked at the little cub who was walking obediently and felt very considerate. But why was Yu Zhi's mood so complicated?
Chapter completed!